Labrat Father Son And Holy Goat

Question myself till I bleed

Will I live to spoil another day

The answers lost in mud

I won't if it goes on this way

And what if you discovered that

I could not give a fuck

Would you crumble, start to fall

Just like I have a hundred times before

Blacken my face

Distort my features

I'll be no-one soon

I was told to bank on 70

22's been hard enough

Search for a space to hide in

The life I have's too much

Feeble-minded, fickle and worthless

Sickened by my blind incompetence

Can't even pay the rent

And I can't see a way out

Blacken my face

Distort my features

Alone - on my own - I fight but I will not win

I have been wrong - misled - and now I feel dead

Put in goal for the millionth time

Not a scratch on anyone else

Fuck you - can't even erase my self

I don't want to be here - living with fear

So whilst I hunt for the exit - keep the fuck out of my way

And you should know by now no one fucking hurts you like you hurt yourself

Submission hold around my throat

Father, son and holy goat